I Want a Boy Who Reads - Bookzmatter.

I want a boy who reads. Someone who has let great sentences teach him things about life. He's the type, who's creative in an eloquent and sophisticated way because he had learned exactly how to be, from the stories of great writers. I know it's hard to find someone who will choose to lose himself in a world built up by written words rather than wasting his emotions leaning at some bar. A boy who knows what joy can come out of risking everything just to be with the person you desire, a Winston Smith who is not afraid to commit thoughtcrime and stand up to big brother just to be with his Julia. I want a boy who knows the difference between truly living and just breathing. Someone who Hemingway and Oscar Wilde have thought how to come out of the shadows. With a boy like that, I wouldn't mind if he didn't answer my phone calls because he would probably be so lost in some poetry book not noticing anything else, and with every verse tying a knot of unfamiliar feelings to his heart. At night, when he can't sleep he won't reach for the sleeping pills but for the bookshelf seeking comfort in the well-known words of a book he has read countless times. A boy who looks at me with the same amazement that Dorian Gray looks at his own reflection. A boy whose fingers have swept over thousands of pages filled with immense joy, love, heartbreak and pain because he has at some point, experienced every shade of one emotion while his eyes hungrily devoured every letter. He would be a boy who would see every unhappy and unfinished love story in me and do everything in his power to give us a happy ending. I want a boy who will make our moments matter.